Chapter 57

Xia Xiaoyun slowly opened her eyes.

But she couldn't see what was in front of her, because her sight had been blurred by tears.

Even in her sleep, she was still crying.

Despair, helplessness, resentment, let her feel particularly hate the world, hate everyone, including herself.

She fell asleep because she was too tired.

The scene that happened yesterday afternoon, although the time was short, it pierced her heart like a knife, cut off all her strong nerves, and could no longer adhere to it.

What's the meaning of living?

Xia Xiaoyun gently sucked her nose, raised her hand and wiped her eyes. Then she saw the golden sunshine and the square where she slept with her head hanging on the Kang.

It's dawn. It's bright. The sun is so high.

Chen Wanyue still held her waist tightly and her head fell in his arms. Half of her face covered by black hair was healthy red, just like her breathing sound.

A woman who has been strongly intimidated and mentally collapsed can quickly heal the wounds of her body instinct only in the arms of a man who can make her feel safe.

But what about the spirit?

Will Chen Wanyue be surprised when she wakes up?

Xia Xiaoyun hopes that when her mother wakes up, she will be surprised and ashamed to find that she is holding a square circle -- that will prove that her spirit has recovered.

But Xia Xiaoyun couldn't bear to wake her up. She slept so sweet, just like a baby in her mother's arms.

Fangyuan's eyebrows picked up, slowly raised her head, opened her mouth and just wanted to say something, but Xia Xiaoyun quickly put her fingers on her lips and motioned him not to speak, so as not to wake up Chen Wanyue.

Fang Yuan smiled bitterly, raised his left hand and shook it, indicating that his arms and legs were numb.

Also, no matter who is hugging you for a night, this will happen.

"Wait and let her sleep more."

Xia Xiaoyun smiled apologetically, opened her mouth and said silently.

She wanted her mother to sleep more, but there was a siren outside, louder and louder, right in the yard.

Why are the police here?

Are they finally willing to take care of our business?

When Xia Xiaoyun's eyes lit up, Chen Wanyue was awakened.

After sleeping so long, it's time to wake up.

"Husband, why did the police come to our house?"

Chen Wanyue got up from Fang Yuan's arms, and her charming face was a little surprised.

Her reaction was normal and rapid, but Xia Xiaoyun's heart suddenly sank.

Xia Xiaoyun could see as like as two peas in the eyes of the square, the tone of her husband's voice when she looked at the summer.

Xia Xiaoyun's most worried thing finally happened: her mother asked Fang Yuan as summer.

To be sure, Chen Wanyue did not have hallucinations, but in her memory and other functions, Fang Yuan has replaced Xia's question, and even the injury suffered yesterday afternoon has been shielded.

Autism, this is the most serious autism.

"Aunt, I'm not your husband, I'm Fangyuan!"

Fang Yuan was also jumped by Chen Wanyue and hurriedly jumped off the Kang. However, because his legs had been pressed for too long, he was numb and lost consciousness. He staggered and quickly held the table.

"Square?"

Chen Wanyue looked blankly on her face and murmured, "husband, how do you call Fangyuan?"

He is a square, not a summer!

Xia Xiaoyun wanted to scream out this sentence, but just opened her mouth and didn't make a sound, tears flowed down.

Help, help!

The door of the bedroom was knocked, and a low man's voice came: "excuse me, is anyone there?"

"Who?"

Chen Wanyue immediately asked.

After saying this, she finally found her daughter and was surprised: "Xiaoyun, why are you in your mother's room -- why are you crying?"

"Mom, I'll tell you later."

Xia Yun came down from the Kang and wiped her tears quickly.

The door opened and there were several people standing outside, as well as the police.

"Han Bureau."

Xia Xiaoyun knew Han Ju. When she saw him appear, just like her relatives, she took his hand and asked anxiously, "are you finally willing to take care of our business?"

"Xia, President Xia."

Han Ju's face turned white, peeped next to him, said no more, broke away her hand and stepped back.

The middle-aged man in a jacket walked up to Xia Xiaoyun with a very kind attitude: "you are Xia Xiaoyun of Shentong express, isn't Xia Zong?"

"Yes, who are you?"

Xia Xiaoyun looked at him up and down.

"My last name is Yue. You can call me director Yue."

The middle-aged man briefly introduced his identity as a real leader from the provincial department.

"Hello, director Yue."

After listening to director Yue say his identity, Xia Xiaoyun was even more surprised: "please, please sit in the living room."

What she needs most now is the protection from the police. The greater the official of director Yue, the more she can stop the harm from Bai Yuwen to their mother and daughter.

"No, just say it here."

Director Yue looked at the bedroom and said, "we're here to find out what happened yesterday afternoon. President Xia, first of all, please allow me to say sorry to you. For some reason, the police neglected their duty. But you can rest assured that we will severely punish the relevant dereliction of duty. "

Standing in the back of the Korean Bureau, his face was more pale.

Just yesterday, Bai Yuwen specifically greeted him and didn't want the police to intervene in seeking justice for Ding Shao.

To be honest, Han Bureau was still very upset when listening to Bai Yuwen's arrogant orders, but the domineering woman carried out a noble man.

Han Ju didn't have the courage to disobey the noble man's meaning, so he had to promise vaguely.

But it was because of the scruples of the Korean bureau that Bai Yuwen, who came to find trouble, together with Xiaodong, was stolen and hung on the seventh floor, causing a very bad impact.

It's like a flood that drowns the king of the Tang Dynasty. It's like a flood that drowns the king of the Tang Dynasty.

Xia Xiaoyun doesn't care what punishment Han Ju and others will receive for dereliction of duty. She just wants someone to stand up and protect her mother and daughter from Bai Yuwen.

Hope is in front of her. Of course, Xia Xiaoyun has to tell her mother and daughter about the injury she suffered yesterday afternoon in detail.

The more director Yue listened, the more ugly his face became.

He really didn't expect that Bai Yuwen would be so lawless and use such a despicable way to deal with two women.

If Bai Yuwen hadn't been severely punished now, Yue Chu would definitely report to the superior truthfully and suggest that this matter be dealt with seriously.

In the world, there are still more good people after all, and justice has never been buried.

Of course, when Xia Xiaoyun mentioned her mother's nervous breakdown because she was too frightened, she was still very vague. After all, she didn't mean well when her mother called her husband with a young man in her arms.

But director Yue heard it, looked around and said to Chen Wanyue, "Madam Xia, do you have anything else to add?"

"No."

Chen Wanyue, standing side by side with Fang Yuan, shook her head gracefully, which was worthy of her identity and image, but the next words stunned director Yue.

She looked around and said softly, "husband, invite guests to the living room and I'll make tea."

Xia Xiaoyun has just introduced director Yue and others who Fangyuan is and why he appears here, so everyone knows that he is just an assistant to the president.

But now, the lady who asked in summer called her daughter's assistant husband.

Moreover, whether from the intimacy of her tone or the look in her eyes when looking around, Chen Wanyue proved that she was talking to her husband.

Her spirit broke down.

Director Yue was an old public security officer. After being stunned, he quickly understood. When he looked at Xia Xiaoyun, he found that she had bitten her lips.

She was trying to force herself not to cry so that her mother wouldn't find anything.

Director Yue was stunned for a moment, sighed low, took a step back, rushed to Xia's mother and daughter, bowed deeply and bowed: "we will give you a fair opinion on this matter."

Without waiting for Xia Xiaoyun to say anything, director Yue turned and left, coldly saying, "Han Bureau, I think you have the responsibility to tell Mrs. Xia's mother and daughter what happened at the Tang King Hotel."

The others quickly followed director Yue down the stairs, leaving only the pale Han Bureau.

"Han Bureau, please."

Although Xia Xiaoyun didn't understand that Han Ju's face was so ugly, director Yue asked him to explain something to herself, but she also guessed what had happened. She'd better ask him to talk in the living room.

After following Xia Xiaoyun to the living room, Han Ju, who was very dejected, simply said Bai Yuwen's story like a bean in a bamboo tube without waiting for her to ask.

Finally, he also learned from director Yue and bowed deeply to Xia Xiaoyun. Then he hurried away.

Xia Xiaoyun didn't see the departure of Han Ju. She just stared at the west wall like a clay sculpture. After a long time, she murmured, "who is the thief? He punished Bai Yuwen? "

When someone came down the stairs, Xia Xiaoyun slowly turned her head and looked over there.

Fang Yuan came down alone.

"Where's my mother?"

Xia Xiaoyun asked.

Fang Yuan looked back at the bedroom and whispered, "I asked her to take a bath -- she is very obedient. Oh, by the way, what did the Korean Bureau tell you? "

"Bai Yuwen... Ha ha!"

Xia Xiaoyun suddenly looked up and laughed wildly, crying and laughing: "good is rewarded for good, evil is rewarded for evil!"

Fang Yuan was startled by her crazy appearance and quickly raised his hand to cover her mouth: "Shh, Shh, do you want your mother to hear?"

Xia Xiaoyun, who was about to struggle, immediately closed her mouth, turned and ran out of the living room.

Fang Yuan also followed him out, closed the door and looked at the root of the west wall.

Xia Xiaoyun squatted there, covering her face with her hands and crying in depression.

Fang Yuan didn't pass. He came to the rattan chair and sat down. When he lit a cigarette, his mobile phone rang.

It's Lin Wu. Ask him why he didn't go home last night.

This made Mr. Fang feel a little warm at home and vaguely said that he worked overtime in the company last night.

Lin Wu seemed to have some disbelief, but he didn't ask much, so he withheld the phone.

When Fang Yuan threw away the cigarette butts, Xia Xiaoyun came over.

In just a few minutes, her eyes were red and swollen again, but full of vitality.

Looking at Fang Yuan, Xia Xiaoyun said, "have you ever heard of the name of the stolen Saint Bai exhibition hall?"

"Of course I have."

Fang Yuan stood up and said, "isn't that the guy running the hall in the TV series" biography of Wulin? "

Xia Xiaoyun didn't explain anything, just said: "Bai Yuwen, who hurt my mother yesterday afternoon, was stolen and hung out of the window on the seventh floor of the hotel last night, and her ears were cut off. The little East, the tendons of his hands and feet, were broken and became a waste. "